Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from St Kitts & Nevis and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sunsets and Hearts to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
R.M.O.,
Guru Guru,
CMW,
kango's stein massive,
Basic Channel,
New York Dolls,
Aloha Tigers,
Franke,
Godley & Creme,
Swans,
Average White Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Graham Central Station,
Bad Manners,
Ornette Coleman,
Model 500,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
This Heat,
The Trojans,
Barbara Tucker,
Skaos,
Charles Mingus,
Flipper,
Jacques Brel,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Holt,
Heaven 17,
Pagans,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Womack,
Bang On A Can,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gabor Szabo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hoover,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mad Mike,
Young Marble Giants,
Max Romeo,
Kerri Chandler,
The Evens,
Lou Christie,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Newcleus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crash Course in Science,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mary Jane Girls,
Glenn Branca,
Sex Pistols,
Robert Görl,
Agitation Free,
The Kinks,
Smog,
Lou Reed,
Qualms,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.